05-01-2019, 03:51 PM
He got up, retrieved a big Turkish towel from her bag & spread it on the mattress. He then positioned her on her hands & knees, her head turned sideways & cradled in her arms so that her ass stuck out and she could see their reflection in the mirror. He parted her buns, squirted some more oil on her anus and rubbed it in with his fingers. So relaxed was she that he could literally see her sphincter open up before him. By now, the butter suppository inside her ass had mostly melted and her entire outer colon had become slick & oily.
With one more squirt of oil on his cock head, he placed it against her anus. Guiding his cock with one hand & holding her hip with another, he slowly pushed it against her anus. In a couple of strokes, he felt his cock head slip in quite easily past her sphincter.
Kajal had always liked the sensations Shyam's fingers produced in her ass. But his cock was a completely different ballgame. She held her breath unbelievingly as she felt his thick cock stretch her ass open and invade her body. She was anticipating pain, but didn't feel any.
"Kaisa lag raha hai?"
"How does it feel?" He asked her as he looked at her eyes through the mirror. She nodded to indicate that she was OK. He pulled out, squirted more oil & pushed in again, deeper still. Doing this a few times, he finally buried the entire length of his thick, hard cock in her ass.
"Ab yeh le."
"Now take this." He said and started thrusting, slowly building up the tempo, watching her expression in the mirror to make sure she wasn't in pain. She wasn't. The cold butter suppository had produced a very strange sensation in her ass and she was in fact glad when his hot cock and the friction that it was generating warmed her up. She let out a low moan of pleasure and pushed her ass back at him.
"Aah… achha lag raha hai… bahut…"
"Aah… that feels sooo good…" Kajal sighed as Shyam now started to really ram hard into her, his hips slamming into her buns. He grabbed and squeezed her breasts hard as he continued to pound her ass. Her face contorted into a grimace of lust and she grunted in time with his thrusts. She felt her senses being slowly overwhelmed by the heat spreading outward from her ass. Shyam kept up his manic pounding for another few minutes, sweating all over her until he finally hit a big climax and ejaculated a huge load of semen inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his cock still inside her ass.
When his shriveled cock finally slipped out, there was not a trace of waste anywhere. Even so, he wiped her ass with a damp towel, then got up & washed himself thoroughly with soap & water. He did not want to take any chances with infection. He then snuggled up to Kajal & they lay there for a long time.
Their first ass fuck was a great success. It was incomplete, though. Kajal had not achieved orgasm. She did not say so, but he knew. That did not deter them however. In fact, quite the contrary. He made a mental note to finger her clitoris the next time he reamed her ass to make sure that she too climaxed.
"Dekh lena. Agli baar tu bhi jharegi. Hai na?"
"Wait & see. Next time, you'll cum too. Won't you?" He asked her. She nodded shyly & playfully slapped his thigh…
***
Epilogue
Like all good things in life, Shyam's dalliance with the two sisters also eventually had to end. No, there were no sensational disclosures, no dramatic showdowns. Nevertheless, the very intensity of their involvement meant an equally difficult parting of ways. Each one of them coped with the traumatic aftermath in his or her own unique fashion. All eventually emerged without long-term scars. Perhaps, the fatalistic ***** belief in Karma helped them overcome any guilt with the thought that the whole episode was fated to happen. In fact each cherishes fond memories of the incidents. Their respective spouses remain blissfully unaware of the happenings.
Kajal soon joined her hubby Suresh in Saudi Arabia. Improbable as it might sound, they got on really well. In due course, Suresh learned to control his impatience & became a reasonably good lover, with discreet help from Kajal from time to time, as the occasion demanded. He never really paused to wonder how Kajal seemed to know so much about lovemaking. They are now back in Mumbai, proud parents of two lively little kids. Suresh is busy running his booming business while her kids take up Kajal's entire time. They have recently moved into a posh duplex apartment at Powai. She is reasonably happy with their love life; the time she spent with Shyam Bhaiya is now just a distant though very pleasant memory. What would she do if she ran into him again? She hopes she doesn't have to find out…
Shyam is now a fast rising middle level executive in his company. He & Renu too have two little kids. Just before Renu's return to Mumbai after her first baby was born, Shyam moved into a new ownership apartment in Borivali. Renu sometimes remembers the good times she spent with Savita Bhabhi in Ghatkopar. Shyam deftly deflects her occasional suggestions to visit Savita at Ghatkopar. Renu, the ever-obliging Indian wife gamely puts up with most of the quirky demands that Shyam occasionally makes on her. Sometimes, she puts her foot down. Shyam is reconciled to this. He knows that he will probably never be able to experience again the good times he had with Kajal & Savita. He now prefers to concentrate all his energies into his career…
Savita continues with her humdrum life as the wife of a struggling middle class Gujarati businessman. Her son is now a college-going kid. Occasionally, she dreamily remembers the quite extraordinary incidents that rocked her life. The memories always bring a smile to her lips…
***
THE END
With one more squirt of oil on his cock head, he placed it against her anus. Guiding his cock with one hand & holding her hip with another, he slowly pushed it against her anus. In a couple of strokes, he felt his cock head slip in quite easily past her sphincter.
Kajal had always liked the sensations Shyam's fingers produced in her ass. But his cock was a completely different ballgame. She held her breath unbelievingly as she felt his thick cock stretch her ass open and invade her body. She was anticipating pain, but didn't feel any.
"Kaisa lag raha hai?"
"How does it feel?" He asked her as he looked at her eyes through the mirror. She nodded to indicate that she was OK. He pulled out, squirted more oil & pushed in again, deeper still. Doing this a few times, he finally buried the entire length of his thick, hard cock in her ass.
"Ab yeh le."
"Now take this." He said and started thrusting, slowly building up the tempo, watching her expression in the mirror to make sure she wasn't in pain. She wasn't. The cold butter suppository had produced a very strange sensation in her ass and she was in fact glad when his hot cock and the friction that it was generating warmed her up. She let out a low moan of pleasure and pushed her ass back at him.
"Aah… achha lag raha hai… bahut…"
"Aah… that feels sooo good…" Kajal sighed as Shyam now started to really ram hard into her, his hips slamming into her buns. He grabbed and squeezed her breasts hard as he continued to pound her ass. Her face contorted into a grimace of lust and she grunted in time with his thrusts. She felt her senses being slowly overwhelmed by the heat spreading outward from her ass. Shyam kept up his manic pounding for another few minutes, sweating all over her until he finally hit a big climax and ejaculated a huge load of semen inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his cock still inside her ass.
When his shriveled cock finally slipped out, there was not a trace of waste anywhere. Even so, he wiped her ass with a damp towel, then got up & washed himself thoroughly with soap & water. He did not want to take any chances with infection. He then snuggled up to Kajal & they lay there for a long time.
Their first ass fuck was a great success. It was incomplete, though. Kajal had not achieved orgasm. She did not say so, but he knew. That did not deter them however. In fact, quite the contrary. He made a mental note to finger her clitoris the next time he reamed her ass to make sure that she too climaxed.
"Dekh lena. Agli baar tu bhi jharegi. Hai na?"
"Wait & see. Next time, you'll cum too. Won't you?" He asked her. She nodded shyly & playfully slapped his thigh…
***
Epilogue
Like all good things in life, Shyam's dalliance with the two sisters also eventually had to end. No, there were no sensational disclosures, no dramatic showdowns. Nevertheless, the very intensity of their involvement meant an equally difficult parting of ways. Each one of them coped with the traumatic aftermath in his or her own unique fashion. All eventually emerged without long-term scars. Perhaps, the fatalistic ***** belief in Karma helped them overcome any guilt with the thought that the whole episode was fated to happen. In fact each cherishes fond memories of the incidents. Their respective spouses remain blissfully unaware of the happenings.
Kajal soon joined her hubby Suresh in Saudi Arabia. Improbable as it might sound, they got on really well. In due course, Suresh learned to control his impatience & became a reasonably good lover, with discreet help from Kajal from time to time, as the occasion demanded. He never really paused to wonder how Kajal seemed to know so much about lovemaking. They are now back in Mumbai, proud parents of two lively little kids. Suresh is busy running his booming business while her kids take up Kajal's entire time. They have recently moved into a posh duplex apartment at Powai. She is reasonably happy with their love life; the time she spent with Shyam Bhaiya is now just a distant though very pleasant memory. What would she do if she ran into him again? She hopes she doesn't have to find out…
Shyam is now a fast rising middle level executive in his company. He & Renu too have two little kids. Just before Renu's return to Mumbai after her first baby was born, Shyam moved into a new ownership apartment in Borivali. Renu sometimes remembers the good times she spent with Savita Bhabhi in Ghatkopar. Shyam deftly deflects her occasional suggestions to visit Savita at Ghatkopar. Renu, the ever-obliging Indian wife gamely puts up with most of the quirky demands that Shyam occasionally makes on her. Sometimes, she puts her foot down. Shyam is reconciled to this. He knows that he will probably never be able to experience again the good times he had with Kajal & Savita. He now prefers to concentrate all his energies into his career…
Savita continues with her humdrum life as the wife of a struggling middle class Gujarati businessman. Her son is now a college-going kid. Occasionally, she dreamily remembers the quite extraordinary incidents that rocked her life. The memories always bring a smile to her lips…
***
THE END
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